This part is short.. why ? cuz it's a filler and pissing me right the fuck off and yes I'm cranky as hell you wanna know why/ go read my myspace blog.
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Title: Instant Messenger 12?
Author: Harmoni
Category: WWE
Rating: T for teen...cuz I like to swear hehehe
Summary: A nice messenger chat with WWE imposters becomes her way for escape. Cause that's all they were, Imposters. she wasn't that dense, she just wanted to pretend and play along cuz that's what they were doing.. Right?
Disclaimer: the OC's belong to me. wrestlers belong to the WWE and themselves,
Spoilers: Randy is suspended, and I'll prolly just make it up as I go along. I might follow some things that happen and discard the rest. My fan fic, my rules ha ha ha)
Feedback: Please
Author's Note: Ahem if this completely sucks, I'm blaming it on my feverish mind… I wrote this while sick. There is an explanation behind this story that I may perhaps share at a later date. I dreamed half of it but that's how a lot of my fics start...and before people go on about another Randy story…. SOOOO not my fault My Randy Muse is running rampant and SOOOO not my fault… please tell me what you honestly think it's written in 1st person which I usually don't do.
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"So what now?" Randy asked as we got back in the car.
We had just finished a movie and to be honest I was exhausted. It was a later movie as we had spent a lot of time talking to Tim and a few other old friends who were wrestling fans and didn't quite believe I was with Randy Orton. He ended up signing a lot of autographs and got his picture taken with Tim once I picked up his jaw from the floor. I wondered how much money I could get from that picture… how many people would actually know it's not the real Christian. Yeah that's how much alike they looked.
I let out a big yawn, leaning my head back against the head rest."I don't know about you but I'm tired. Put a fork in me I'm done."
He chuckled. "I'll take you home then."
I sleepily nodded my head. "Where are you staying?"
"I dunno, I'll just check into a hotel after I drop you off."
"Nuh-uh. We have a guest room, you can stay there."
"You're not gonna ask, just tell me?" He teased.
"Yeah, what's the point in arguing when we know in the end you'll say okay. How long are you in town for?"
"Day after tomorrow.""Cool." I murmured sleepily. "Let's do something fun tomorrow. It's been awhile."
I must've fallen asleep because the next thing I knew was me in his arms as Randy quietly talked to my mom before I heard her bedroom door close. Then he moved off to my room gently placing me on my bed.
"Thank you." I murmured.
"You're welcome sweetheart." He whispered placing a kiss on my forehead.
I smiled. "Can you stay for a few minutes, just until I fall asleep."
"'Course." He whispered, sliding in beside me.I cuddled in beside him and fell asleep with him stroking my hair.
'God I hope my wig doesn't fall off.' Was my last thought but I was too sleepy for it too cause much alarm.
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I woke up the next morning alone in my bed my wig still on, perhaps a little crooked.
Yawning I sat up, stretching my arms and wondering if yesterday had been a dream but as I went out into the front room, I saw Randy putting on his running shoes.
"I'm going out for a run, did you want to come?"
Ha ha ha that was hilarious I wouldn't even be able to make it to the end of the driveway before I keeled over and died. But just as I was about to laugh out loud, I hesitated remembering I had told Carrie that I run a lot now.
"I can't I twisted my ankle last week and am still not able to run on it."
He nodded in understanding. "I'll see you in a bit."
I watched him leave and go down the driveway and when he was gone, I ran for my laptop and quickly signed onto messenger, grinning when I saw Krista there.
Lana: Holy hell, guess who showed up at my house yesterday
Krista: LOL Randy Orton?
Lana: Yes.
Krista: Bullshit. I was just kidding.
Lana: I'm telling you the truth.
Krista: I don't believe you.
Lana: Fine don't believe me but he's here and when he gets back from his run we're gonna go do something.
Krista: Where do you live? I'm coming over.
Lana: Lol nice try. But I have to go shower.
Krista: Did you tell him yet?
Lana: Tell him what?
Krista: You know what. About you.
Lana: No. I'm in remission. I'm fine, I'm better. He doesn't need to know.
Krista: Lana….
Lana: I gotta go, I'll ttyl.
I quickly signed out and ran to take a shower, getting out just as Randy came back. Luckily I heard him or I would've walked out of the bathroom without my wig.
"You're hair is dry." He noted as I came out.
I shrugged. "I shower quick and dried my hair quickly. There're towels in the bathroom I just need to change."
He nodded heading off to the bathroom and I quickly changed into some draw string pants that at one point had been tight on me but were now kind of baggy and another long sleeve t shirt. I put a bit of make up and when I was done Randy had just finished changing as well.
"Anywhere you want to go?"
He asked.I eagerly nodded my head. "My mom got a ride in with Auntie Jane, Danni's mom, so we're free to take her car."
"You want to drive?"
I shook my head. "You heard my mom last night."
"Why doesn't she like you driving?"
I grinned. "'Cause I got into an accident in her car."
He laughed. "You're such a badass."
I rolled my eyes, "yes, I'm hardcore. Just watch out I'll be debuting in ECW before you know it."
He stuck out his lower lip. "I'm hurt you don't even want to come on Raw?"
"And risk you RKOing me? Forget it, unless of course I get to you before you get to me."
"Is that a challenge?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as he moved towards me with his hands up.
"Maybe." I replied sticking my tongue out at him.
He jumped at me and I backed up but he still wrapped his arms around me as he began to tickle my waist.
"Stop." I screeched, trying to back away. That just resulted in us falling back on the chair as he continued to tickle me.
"You give up?" He asked.
"No." I screeched.
"Say it."
"Bite me."
"Okay." He reached down and bit into my shoulder.
"Ow, you jerk." I cried while laughing.
"I wasn't serious about biting me."
"Then don't say something cause I'll do it."
"Then how bout getting off of me, you way a friggin ton."
"Oh sorry." He said jokingly letting all his weight fall on me.
I gasped in pain and he quickly sat up.
"Are you okay?"
I nodded. "Not used to having someone as heavy as you. Man you should go on a diet." I said trying to shrug the pain off with a grin.
He looked at me closely then shook his head as he stood up, holing a hand out to me.
Trying my hardest not to wince, I stood up and together we left the house.
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I took Randy to this place called Castle Fun Park. It was a place where they had indoor mini golfing, outdoor go-karting, bumper cars, a hockey shootout game, batting cages and an arcade upstairs.
We went go carting first and I pulled ahead of him cutting him off every time he tried to pass me. As we were going around a sharp corner he finally passed me, clipping my front end and sending me spinning out of control and crashing into the tires that were on the side. I was desperately out of breath and feeling dizzy from spinning and crashing. I was still super weak and easily winded and it pissed me off. This never would've happened to me before, I would've just pushed my go cart out and do it all over again but my legs felt like jelly and I couldn't even move.
"Lana, are you okay?"
I nodded as Randy pulled me out and placed me on my feet, except they couldn't hold me and as I started falling he quickly scooped me up.
"Put me down." I mumbled. "Let's just finish our race."
"You look shaken up." He pointed out.
I shook my head. "Bad memories."
"Why don't we go inside and play some mini golf."
I finally nodded and he walked back inside, not putting me down until we were getting our clubs and after we played a game where we didn't keep score, just played like big idiots, headed up to the arcade, playing game after game where we won loads of tickets.
Hours later we brought our tickets getting a whole bunch of stupid little prizes before leaving to go home as my mom had said earlier that she would make dinner for us.
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"I'll call you later."
"You don't have to."
"I want to."
"We can talk online."
Randy grinned at me. "That too. It was cool of your mom to drive me here. She must really not want you to drive."
"Yeah, something like that." I muttered, looking away.
Mom was waiting by the food court as I walked Randy to his gate. These past few days had been fun. I had forgotten all about being sick. I was a young adult again, hanging out with a friend and having fun. What did it matter that my friend was a super hot WWE star that I wanted in the worst way but refused to let anything happen between us. We still had fun
."Have a safe trip." I told him.
He smiled. "I had fun, next time, you can come down and visit me some time."
I laughed. "Yes hold on, let me pull out some imaginary money."
He laughed. "You tell me when and I got you covered."
I frowned. "I doubt my mom would like that."
"Lana you're 22."
"I'm her only child that she is protective of, talking about going into another country all by myself she will hate it."
"Then we'll bring Danni."
I sighed, "we'll see. Your flight is being called."
He reached over to give me a big hug. "Take care Lana and call me if you need me."
I returned his hug and watched him leave, turning around to wave one last time before he disappeared.
I frowned as I went to go meet my mom.
"Say your good byes?" She asked with a big smile.
I nodded, "He wants me to come visit him one time."
Her grin grew. "That's great honey. Just let me know when and we'll what we can work out money wise."
I knew she would willingly go for it. I lied to Randy when I said she would hate it, questioning if me visiting him would be a smart move. She thought this new friendship was wonderful and the best thing that happened to me. She also saw it as a stepping stone for me to get into the wrestling business. Yes, my mom was very supportive of whatever I wanted to do.
"He said he'll pay." I muttered
"You don't look that happy honey."
I shrugged. "A friendship with Randy Orton is probably not for the best mom."
"Why?" She asked.
"I never want him finding out about me. Promise me if this friend thing continues, you'll never tell him"
She stopped and stared at me. "Honey-"
"Mom please, I don't want him to know. I don't want anyone else to know. I just want to lead a normal life."
She sighed putting her arm around me. "If that's what you want baby."
"It is." I whispered as we stepped up to the window and I watched as his plane took off.
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